I used to be a manny in Cambridge MA, working with two awesome little guys, both of whom were adopted. Andrew was from Vietnam (you could tell, because he looked French), played cello, loved superheroes and coloring and legos, and had eyelashes long enough for a babelfish to tarzan swing from one ear to the other.
One day I had my camera out taking picture of something in the house to send to a repairman and Andrew was coloring at the table. When I finished I sat next to him but he was so into what he was doing, so still and quiet, I didn’t interrupt him. He was still enough I was able to get this super close-up shot of his eye. He didn’t even know I was taking pics. He’s got a beautiful eye and this is one of my favorite shots.